Part 11
We waited… and slowly… ever so slowly the time passed and it was 5 minutes later.
Jen and I made out way for the bathroom to check the result when the doorbell rang and I went to get it.
"Paul… what are you doing here?"
"I need to talk to you… Can I come in?" He asked with a depressed tone. I looked towards Jen who knew what I was thinking and before I could speak she made an excuse to leave.
"Ill come back in a few hours ok?"
I nodded and she left, leaving me and Paul alone.
"Whats wrong"
"I'm leaving town… Going away for a few months. I can't handle this anymore! Tim keeps asking me questions about what we did when he was gone… I cant stop thinking about what we did when he was gone and I just don't think that I can handle all this. I've told everyone that Mum is sick and I'm going to see her…"
"Paul you… you cant just leave like that… what about the wedding… You're the best man… And I need you here… to help me…" I think he could hear the panic in my voice and he indicated for me to sit down with him.
"I'm sorry… I just… can't… I'll come back when its all over… I… I've got to go." He stood and walked towards the door leaving me speechless and about to burst into tears.
"I love you" he said and walked out of the door… and seemingly out of my life.
I sat, unable to move for another 15 minutes before I remembered what I was doing before he came. I went into the bathroom and looked at the pregnancy test and then, I threw it in the bin.
part 12